Keane
“Just kidding. I’m in here for clinical depression. My mom got tired of all my suicide attempts, so here we are.”
“I-I’m sorry you have to go through that,” I said earnestly. “Is it better for you in here?”
“Yes, but only because they finally figured out my meds.” He smiled shyly, his arm brushing mine as we walked. Up ahead, I spotted Kasey in the breakfast line, filling her plate with eggs and bacon. As I raised my hand to wave at her, relieved, someone else caught my eye, and I dropped it again. The Rogues were sitting at the front of the cafeteria, leaning back in their chairs as they watched Max and me come into the room. Keane was smiling, but it was sinister. He looked hungry, but not
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